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[Verse 1]
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Some friends come in and out of view
                           G                    
Last time I looked we were dancing like dogs on fire
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Now I'm laughing with your little girl
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Laughing about my sunburn on that day

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Oh, it's good to see her smile
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I remember how you held me as I cried
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Flailing like a landed fish
                        G                  
Trying to get back to before this day went away

[Chorus]
                       F
But who would make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh

     C
It's coming

[Verse 2]
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Like an explorer clearing ground
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Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
                            C
You come right through my moped
               G                
Pick me up and then was on your way

                C
I treasure the stars
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We'll always have
        G                 
I don't remember where we were
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Don't think we'd return
                  G                    
These moments are fleeting as they are pure

[Chorus]
                           F
But I think you'd make the cut
                 Am    G
When our time is up
                         F
Everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh

C
It's coming

[Bridge]
F Am G

F                 Am   G
Everybody for the last time
F                       Am   G
Come here to me for the last time

[verse 3]
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Will it be a fireball from the sky?
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Or will we all take to the bed
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Laid low by a new pox?
            G                 
Or will the wrong guy get the codes?

                   C
Whose arms will I seek?
                   G                 
Whose eyes would I meet in the final throws
                            C
And say it was good to be human?
         G              C
To be a human with you here

[chorus]
                   F
Who would make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up?
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh

                       F
I think you'd make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
               C      G
Screaming, the end is nigh

[outro]
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It's coming
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Oh, hold me, it's coming
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Hold me, it's coming 
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Hold me, it's coming 
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Hold me, it's coming 
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Hold me, it's coming 
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Hold me, it's coming 
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Hold me, it's coming